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» Journal: jinchuurikis
» Birthdate/Age: April 25, 1988; 21
» Characters Played: N/A
CHARACTER
» Name: Anthony DiNozzo
» Fandom: NCIS
» Reference: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anthony_DiNozzo | http://ncis.wikia.com/wiki/Anthony_DiNozzo
» Canon Point: 6x21; Toxic
» Gender: Male
» Age: 37
» Orientation: Heterosexual - extremely so. Despite the occasional joking around with McGee (both in public and private) he has shown no inclinations towards men in a sexual way. He's had a multitude of girlfriends that he seems to enjoy have sex with greatly and he's consistently flirting with women throughout the show - especially his other partner, Ziva David. He's been shown to be "in love" with at least one woman in the show and since than has had a bit of a slump in the dating department.
» Personality: Tony basically has two personalities; the one that he shows everybody and the one that he actually is. He has a tendency to goof around and act like a child, wanting to seem fun and carefree - he comes across as a slacker, seemingly never doing his work yet always being prepared whenever Gibbs asks something of him. It confuses his co-workers on just how he does that, but he likes to keep his secret work-a-holic personality to himself. While it seems like he's doing nothing, most likely he has either stayed well into the night the day before or come in extremely early that morning to get everything he knows Gibbs will need of him done. He's often found napping at his desk, but as soon as something needs to be done, he's up and ready to do it. He has been an agent long enough that he can more or less read his boss' mind and knows what he wants before he can finish his sentence - or sometimes before he can even ask him.
He also loves the ladies. Quite a bit. More than most. He has a tendency to have a different date each week and has, for the most part, bragged about every single one when he comes in. He shies away from more masculine or dominating women, as his love for the submissive quiet types is where he's comfortable. Someone who intimidates him - such as Ziva - is attractive on every level, but far too much of a risk to get in involved with. It would require trust, something that Tony both holds very dear but also has a hard time with. It doesn't stop him from wanting her - or flirting with her openly - but if the emotions get too serious, he either walks away or cracks a joke to lighten the mood. He has openly admitted to having comittment issues but seemed entirely okay with it - until he met Jeanne. She made it clear to him that he could have something more if he tries, that he could focus on one woman and possibly be happy. Their relationship had been doomed from the start, having been based on a lie for an undercover mission, but it had been his first sign that things really could be different with girls. Since then, he hasn't been sleeping with many women because he became too comfortable with being open about his emotions and the way he feels - something that tends to scare the women he usually dates off before he can "seal the deal."
Another very large bit about Tony's personality is his love for movies. It is unmatched. He can reference almost any movie ever made and relates it to real life situations continuously. He can often parallel a case with a movie, his favorite one to use being The Fugitive with Tommy Lee Jones. He likes to recite the speeches from the movie when they're chasing a fugitive, much to the dismay of McGee and Ziva. Gibbs, on the other hand, seems almost amused by his references, usually smacking him over the head to get him back on topic. He somtimes mimics scenes from movies in romantic gestures or quotes his favorites while immitating the voice of the original actor (i.e. Sean Connery for James Bond).
» Appearance: Reference picture!
Tony is extremely tall, standing at around 6'2", which is one of the reasons that he became so fond of playing basketball. Despite being a federal agent and a lover of sports, he isn't as in shape as someone like Gibbs - he goes to the gym to work on his build, and while he is muscular, he still has some rather lanky aspects to his frame as well as having the slightest bit of a belly trying to make it's way into his four pack (with a very stubborn sixth line that just doesn't want to form). He has dark brown hair and light blue eyes and has pale skin with a tendency to tan rather often during the summer thanks to his Italian heritage. He sometimes can be found with reading glasses, despite his claim that he has 20/10 vision. Tony has a love for expensive clothing, wearing designer products and spending likely more money than he actually has on the suits he wears.
» Knowing that characters will need to have sex to survive, and the fact that topics regarding sex in general may also arise, please explain to us the ways that your character is appropriate in mind for Amat: N/A because he's over 18, yes?
SAMPLES
» "amatomnes" Entry: So this is either the weirdest dream I've ever had or something real sick and twisted is going on here. Last thing I need is to be stuck in some crazy... BDSM... sex house or whatever this is. I appreciate the interest, not to mention what I assume was great drunken sex last night, but unfortunately, I've got a job to do.
In a Federal Agency?
Yeah - holding me here against my will; not a good idea. Let's make this easy and someone can just tell me which way it is to the nearest exist. Thanks.
» "amatomneslogs" Entry: Had this been a few years ago, waking up naked in a room he didn't recognize may have been something that Anthony DiNozzo would have considered... average for a weekend. A few drinks at a bar with a cute girl... Well, things were bound to get out of hand sometimes. He couldn't help his charming personality, his ability to work the ladies - it was a gift. One he'd (unfortunately) inherited from his father. He was always willing to admit he had commitment issues, but had never been very keen on working them. Why bother when things were so much fun the way they were?
But that was before he'd met Jeanne. As he had told Tara Kole, she'd been real; real doctor, real love, real heartbreak. It had been a doomed relationship from the start of course, but she had opened his eyes to commitment, to trust - to loving someone completely and feeling loved in return. Since then, nights on the town had been a bit... dry; in every literal sense of the word. Dating girls had suddenly become difficult. He'd talk too much about himself, about Jeanne, about his feelings. Girls were turned off - he was lucky to get a kiss on the cheek when he walked them to their door. Usually it was just a handshake. So waking up in an unfamiliar room with the familiar but recently rare scent of fresh sex on him, Tony couldn't help but feel a little... confused.
He felt good. There was no denying that, he felt really good. But as he pulled himself up in the bed and looked around the rather expensive room, he couldn't help but wonder; what had he done last night? His mind felt a little fuzzy, the familiar plague of having one too many drinks in his system the night before, but he swore he'd gone home from the bar alone last night. More importantly, he'd sworn he'd gone to his home alone. Had he been mistaken? Had DiNozzo gotten lucky for the first time in months - nay, over a year?
"Ohhh, God, I wish I could remember it," he muttered to himself as he pulled the covers off, placing his feet onto the somewhat cold floor below. He noted his clothes folded at the end of the bed. A maid - whoever he'd slept with had a maid. He remembered the joys of being wealthy. The ability to have people be paid to take care of you because you had the money to burn on it. He remembered the large houses, the constant knowledge that you could have whatever you wanted. He would not mind having a rich girlfriend for a few months, just to get back into the flow of that spoiled way of life. He pulled on his boxers, then his jeans, and noted that both his NCIS badge and his gun were on the bed beside his clothes. Attaching them, he grabbed his shirt, pulling it on and going to look in the mirror as he buttoned it.
It was then he saw the thin metal collar wrapped around his neck. His brows raised as he continued buttoning his shirt. Once done, he fumbled with the collar, trying to find a latch of some sort and coming up empty handed. He let out a soft, disbelieving chuckle. "What the hell have you gotten yourself into this time, Tony?" He muttered, lifting his chin to get a better look at it. Sighing, he pulled himself up straight, thinking about what Gibbs was going to do when he called him to explain. Pausing, he stared in the mirror, and sighed once more before he lifted his hand and Gibbs-slapped himself once over the back of the head.
"Nice work, asshat."